Yasoinaba station was empty per usual, save for the occasional passerby in the small rural town.

You get off your train and walk into the rather bland and drab city, the clouds over head casting a light darkness across the area.

As you begin to walk down the street, you feel a small tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you see a girl looking at you in an almost annoyed manner, holding out a ticket.

"You dropped this." She says flatly, holding your gaze in her own.